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At my feeding time
She'd push food through the door
I'd crawl towards the crack of light
Sometimes I can't find my way

Newspapers spread around
Soaking all that they can
A cleaning is due again
A good hosing down

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The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twist and masturbate

I, I said so
I said so
I said so

Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana

Black windows of paint
I scratched with my nails
I see others just like me
Why do they not try to escape?

They bring out the older ones
They point in my way
They come with a flash of light
And take my family away

And very later I have learned to
Accept some friends or ridicule
My whole existence is for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you

To take
Me with
You're right

Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana
Nirvana

Nirvana
Nirvana

Writer(s): Kurt Cobain

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